Friday, June 07, 2013

And the winner is!

Kristen, the 5th commenter, with a son named Ben, has won One Good Egg! (Look, if you want to win, you need to give your kids the same names as mine. (Kidding.)) Please email me your address, Kristen, and everyone else: thank you so much for playing along! Buy Suzy's books, or check them out from the library. You won't be sorry.

In the meantime, Ben and I have been stranded, alone, with our hair.

First this happened:

And then, shortly thereafter, this:

If you give me a picture of the pope, I *will* tear it up. I will.

I was trying to figure out why the sweet sight of Birdy's head was making me cry. And then I realized:

There is no story here, not exactly. (Although our friend Corn pointed out that Birdy might be doing it in solidarity with Strawberry. Whom she now looks almost exactly like.) Really, they're just a couple of people with a fairly whimsical relationship to their hair. Which is a good relationship to have to hair. Plus, our friend Khalid had clippers.

Birdy is so stunning! Your Sinead reference made me snort. My daughter, who is going to be nine soon, just got her first above the chin haircut two days ago. She was so pumped, then after it was done she had a little remorse and there were some tears and worry that some friends may not approve. We had a nice talk about how it's so much better to be brave enough to be who we are than to live enslaved to silly norms. She felt better and promptly asked if she could have some suspenders to go with her new look. :)

Completely off topic: I did a dairy-free lime version of your lemon bars for my jobby job, giving you credit, of course: http://www.godairyfree.org/news/dairy-free-lime-barsAnd, now I am asking for forgiveness instead of permission. Thank you!

When my daughter was three, I sent my husband to take her to get a hair cut -- she had long, wispy blond waves that didn't come in until she was almost 2. They came home, and she had a very cute, very short, very hip angled reverse bob thingy. I smiled at her, then ran upstairs and cried...I still don't know why it bothered me so much. Some day I hope to be evolved enough to not care about physical appearance of my kids (and I truly do mean *my* kids. I don't walk around judging the way other kids look, assuming they don't have actual boogers all over their face...then if I were being totally honest, I'd feel a little grossed out, and then I'd think, 'poor kid.'). Anyway, Birdy does look quite lovely here, and her smile shines even more. I'm impressed with both her whimsical relationship to her hair and your relationship with that. I have, over the years, gotten much better about letting my kids' preferences rule the day when it comes to most things (and that same daughter, now 12, will get a purple streak -- or maybe 2 inches bottom tips -- when we get her report card. Thanks for the inspiration.

I am digging the gorgeous frame that holds the picture of baby Birdy! I definitely need to be doing beautiful things with my photos instead of shoving them in albums, closets, and keeping them captive on my computer!!